You're too mean, I don't like you.
Fuck you, anyway
You make me wanna scream, at the top of my lungs.
when a young, once innocent girl gets trapped in the whirlwind of an apocalypse, alone and afraid, and the one person who helps her is the last per...
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AFRAID
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chapter three, asshole
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ALMOST THREE MONTHS HAD PASSED since Rosalie was taken in by Rick Grimes and Daryl Dixon, and she couldn't have been happier that she had fallen into a ditch and severely injured herself. Now that she had a home, friends — like Beth and Liam — and a loving un-biological family, she was the happiest she had ever been. Her leg had finally healed, she could now walk around without any crutches, and Hershel had even allowed her to run around the prison yard now. She was almost as good as new, the only reminder being the large scar running down her leg, but she didn't care about scars, since she had multiple others.
Throughout the past three months, Rosalie had learned her way around the prison, no longer needing to ask anyone where anything was, she had also gained friendships with a couple of others, becoming especially close with Beth, and her baby companion Judith.
She had also formed an exceptionally unbreakable bond with Liam, who was Beth's boyfriend. He had a heart of gold and always had Rosalie's back whenever she needed him most.
Rosalie had managed to speak to Daryl, but he no longer responded with grunts, instead — he spoke with words, which heavily surprised Rosalie the first time. They weren't close, but they were friends — which was enough for Rosalie, all she wanted was to be friends with everyone.
